Why can’t the shadows give us answers?
Sentinel
Tag: fantasy
Glass Edge
Sound returns to a valley of whispers...
make-believe
These grooves worn into the dirt are traces of a well known make-believe...
The Fruiting Tree
This that fell from the stars— new poison in the reservoirs drawing our eyes up and away on walkabouts to find the fruiting tree...
Test Readers Wanted – Inquire Within
A young boy survives a massacre that claims the lives of his parents and grows up in hiding, planning his revenge on the power-hungry Council who ordered the killings.
Come Softly
Red eyes in the distance looking over a sea of light to the westwall...
Empire of the Sky
When the sky fell it swallowed me and spit me out into a rugged world where the hills are painted the color of broken bones...
The Court of the Druid King
A breeze down the street brings it all the smell of hot window screens and withering grass of a field between our dreams and a chance to taste them...
Lightbulbs
The lights are never off in that kingdom upon the hill They shine everlasting over streets that cannot see them and cry out for something more beyond a voice in the dark...
Beneath Rushing Falls
I watched you walk beneath the rushing falls back and forth along the granite ledge feeling the weight of the river cascade upon you...
I Remember You and I
I remember you and I out wondering what ocean that was We opened a bottle, ready to toast death And out poured starlight with no end So we caught it in our glasses and drank...
Talk of Thunderstorms
When the door closed she showed me What was hidden behind her back A handful of fire that lit the walls with shadow And bathed our faces in twilight...
The Leading Edge of Time
There was a time when doorways opened onto new dimensions Far away from a reality slow to change Dark stairwells granted passage to slow horror Seeping between truth and dreams, melting them into one...
King in Chains
The world comes through as reflections on glass And I wonder what those on the other side see If anyone exists in the room beyond the window Longing as I do to step off the ledge...
View From the Highest Tower
From atop the highest tower in the city You can imagine that, far off on the horizon, The fires of the battlefield are just visible As reflections of stars uncaring on the world below...
